Zeva
"I can't thank you enough," I say, as I sit on the hotel bed next to Alex. "I'm not sure I would’ve made it out of that warehouse if it wasn't for you." I place my hand on Alex's thigh and give it a gentle squeeze to let him know just how much it all means to me. I want him to feel the seriousness of my words.
He brings one strong hand to my cheek—the hands of a working man—calloused, strong, and at the same time comforting—and he strokes me in soft semi-circles. "You really think I would've sat back and let them keep you? Never. You're my girl. I couldn't stand another minute knowing you were in trouble."
I reach up, and with my hands now in his hair, I stare into his eyes. These moments used to make me a little uncomfortable; it’s just so intimate, like we’re looking into each other’s souls. But not now. Now everything is different. Moving closer to him, I rub our noses together in an Eskimo kiss and Alex presses his lips to mine. The kiss goes from gentle to urgent swiftly as our tongues dance together, his teeth intentionally grazing me. I reach down and feel his length harden beneath me. I can feel him growing as his hands fall to my hips, his eyes turning dark right before me.
“Did you have plans for this?” I ask, squeezing his manhood with my hand and his fast smile turns into a throaty chuckle.
“I had some ideas,” he begins.
“Well, I have some plans too,” I say, griping his neck to pull myself up.
“Oh, yeah?” he smiles.
“Yep,” I say, watching him bite his lip in satisfaction.
“What do you want, baby?” He’s whispering in that seductive tone that makes me melt inside, like a chocolate bar on a hot leather seat.
“I want you to ravish me,” I whisper, our lips so close I can feel the breath escape him.
“I want you… To fuck me…” I whisper and lock eyes with him to show him just how serious I am, the words tumbling out of my lips sweet and honeyed. I look at him as a grin forms on his mouth. We exchange knowing glances.
Pressing his mouth against mine, Alex slides his hand down my stomach and under my skirt and thong, and starts rubbing my clit gently, preparing my body for impact. I sway my hips from side to side, and then try to thrust upward, desperate to feel his thick cock inside of me. Instead of surrendering to my wishes, he simply keeps rubbing my clit in an up and down repeating motion.
“Fuck,” I purr, practically begging between gritted teeth, pulling back from Alex's kiss. I place one hand on his lower back and slide it down to his ass, grabbing one hard ass cheek; I let my other hand slide down his body until it meets his steel-hard cock. Wrapping my fingers around it, I start to jerk him viciously, my hand going back-and-forth in an erratic rhythm.
Stroking Alex, I let him keep rubbing my clit. Who knew that after such a rough day, we’d end up here, together, on this hotel bed? And, hell, the most surprising part isn’t that we’re having sex… No! It's the sheer weight of this newfound respect I have for this man that surprises me …and makes my breath hitch in my throat. The sex, as good as it is, is just the consummation of that.
But even though I try to pull all that into pretty words, it’s almost impossible to describe how full my heart feels. It’s brimming with love and lust; and, for once in my life, I no longer feel like I’ve got dealt a bad hand. No, this time I scored a jackpot. I guess that, in a way, life kicked and punched me just to see if I deserved all this…I was kidnapped. My parents were killed and taken from me far too early. And now… Now here I am, with one of the most perfect men I have ever met sharing a bed with me, our bodies blending into a stream of transcendent pleasure. God, I’ve been waiting all my life for this, I truly have.
His hands grip the curve of my ass roughly. "Tell me more," he growls, pulling my mind to the present. "I like it when you tell me what you want."
“Yeah?” I whisper.
“You said you want me to ravish you … and then what?” He tugs at my bottom lip with his front teeth.
“And then, right when you start losing yourself. When your balls draw up and your abs tense,” I reach down to run my nails along his defined abdomen beneath his shirt, scratching so hard he grits his teeth.
“Then I want you to stop.” I say, his eyebrows rising in shock, I feel him grow even harder.
“Stop?” He asks in shock.
“Yep,” I answer, lifting and lowering myself again.
“And then what?” He grips my hair in his hands, moving his lips to my neck; gently sprinkling kisses on my skin as I squirm, lifting my shoulders, his soft lips tickling me.
“Then I want you to ravish me again,” I answer, and his hands drop to my ass, squeezing me again, but this time he lifts me up and sits me on his lap. I can feel his hardness beneath me. The fullness is so abrupt and the aggressiveness so unexpected that the wind catches in my throat.
“And then?” He tilts his head, his hands still gripping my ass.
“Stop.” I say, looking directly into his eyes. His hunger is growing as quickly as his erection, but he’s trying his best to stay in control.
“And how long do you want to torture me with this magic between your legs?” he asks.
“Until you can’t take it anymore… Until you can’t stop yourself, and you explode inside of me,” I press our lips together, sliding my tongue into his mouth. He moans on my tongue and this time I swallow his pleasure.
With my legs wrapped tightly around his waist, he begins walking, and I pull away from our deep kiss, looking around in confusion. Alex is serious, his mouth clenched and his eyes focused as he walks around the hotel room.
“Where are we going?” I scrunch my nose in confusion.
“To fuck you. That’s what you want, right?” He asks while continuing to walk around the room.
I do the only thing I can do, and I lean in to kiss him with every drop of passion in my body. After tonight, I have an even deeper respect and admiration for Alex. Watching him storm into that warehouse, shoot my captor in the arm, and rescue me makes a new cocktail of emotions swirl inside of me.
After what feels like minutes he lowers me onto the king-sized bed; the sheets feel cool and soft. Looking down at me, I can tell he’s eager, hungry to begin, so I wrap my legs and arms tightly around him, silently assuring him I’m ready.
I reach up and unbuckle Alex's leather belt, pulling it out from his pants; then, I use both my hands to pull on the rough denim, unbuttoning his jeans with one single motion. His cock pushes out against his boxer briefs, almost as if it could feel that it’s about to succumb to my body. I lean forward, pressing my lips against the bulging shape in his boxer briefs. I suck on it over the fabric for a long second and then, deep desire taking the steering wheel, I hook my fingers on the hem of his black boxer briefs and tug them down, his cock jumping out and slapping me across my fingers. I turn my hand, immediately grabbing his thick mast, and start to stroke him backhandedly.
As I stroke Alex, his hands explore my body. He slides his hand under my skirt, his long fingers brushing against my inner thighs. The moment I feel his fingertips over the fabric of my thong, my skin prickles, and it’s almost as if all strength escapes my body. My knees buckle and my eyelids droop.
With his cock in my hand, I start to stroke him slowly, relishing the way my small fingers struggle to hold his thick, 12 inches. I increase my pace, my fingers going from the tip to the base of his cock. It doesn’t take long for me to be stroking him at break neck speed, my hand flying back and forth in a blur.
He groans and then reaches up and removes his shirt. With his body hovering over mine, I have a clear view of rippled abs and chest, and I want nothing more than to explore every ridge with my tongue. But he doesn't give me the chance. Instead, he begins removing my clothes.
Like a ferocious wild animal, he comes at me, a growl in his throat. Grabbing both of my wrists, he lifts my arms up and pins me against the bed. He lays his mouth against my neck, but this time he doesn’t kiss me; instead, he bites, pulling at my skin with his perfect white teeth. I sigh loudly as the pain of it turns into pleasure, my brain releasing a batch of endorphins. I’m so wet right now, all of me screaming for him…
My breasts are pinned between my body and his, and my hard nipples are already aching to be set free. As if he can read my mind, he continues undressing me with urgency.
When Alex's hands start to undress me, I don’t resist. He slowly unzips the back of my skirt. I can almost hear the teeth of the zipper unlocking one by one, because his movements are so slow and methodical. He begins by slipping my skirt down and past my hips until it falls to the floor. He then removes my blouse. The cool air of the hotel room laps at my exposed skin and my skin prickles. Then, Alex reaches for my black lace bra, unhooking the back in one movement. The movement is quick, and once he removes the bra, my breasts spill out and my nipples instantly harden. I'm proud of my breasts. They're big but not too big, round, firm, and full. Clearly, Alex is fond of my breasts too because he leans into them with his mouth, carefully sucking each nipple and rolling them between his fingers until they’re taut and harder than I thought possible, aching to be touched more. He gives them an extra squeeze before sliding his hands down my sides, across my hips, and onto my inner thighs.
I spread my legs wide, giving him access to me. My pussy is now aching for him to enter. I'm so wet that I can feel it between my thighs. He senses this, and without warning, he thrusts his cock into me, and pumps me so hard and fast, I shriek in delight and we share a flash of a smile together before he slides out of me and slams right back in. We each moan, our faces close and our eyes locked as he moves in a fast and rough style that couldn’t really be described as a rhythm, it’s a pounding.
Doing just as I told him earlier, he drives into me with everything he’s got, his body hovered on the bed above me, and I squeeze him with my muscles while he fucks me so hard it almost hurts, but the pleasure outweighs the pain.
“This what you want?” He grunts, his words coordinating with his thrusts, as I bounce, my breasts squish against his chest. Every plunge is so hard, so animalistic, that my ass shakes violently when our bodies collide.
This was supposed to be torture for him, but my body didn’t get the memo, because it’s climbing to its own release, and I have no plans of stopping myself. The waves build and I lift myself to meet him at the thrust, our bodies working against each other, making the vibrations even stronger.
“Fuck!” He bites out, and I keep going, just as he does, each of us moaning and groaning as it gets better with every movement.
My pussy is creaming, clenching and crying out for him, and my hand goes into his hair, tugging at his dark strands. Lowering his face to my neck, he drives faster, his hips beginning to buck in the way they do when he focuses on his own pleasure, and it turns me on, my climax within strokes.
“Alex! Yes, baby! Yes!” I scream, ready to fall over the edge.
“This what you want?” he growls.
“Yes! Fuck me, baby!” I yell back, my release within seconds.
And then he slams into me, stilling as his nose presses into my neck. I’m just about to ask what’s wrong when I realize he too was ready to explode, so according to my rules, he’s stopped himself. After a brief pause, I imagine him regaining his composure; he begins rocking slowly into me, my waves still present, but much less severe.
“Yes, baby! Just like that,” I moan when he begins to speed up, his hands gripping my hair to pull my head back so he can look down at my face.
“You’re fucking beautiful,” he whispers, so low I barely hear him, but I can’t focus on his romantic compliments right now, my orgasm is trying to run away and I want it. I need it. I’m a slave to that pleasure.
“Fuck me, Alex!” I yell and without hesitation he slams into me, sliding out quickly only to re-submerge in my wetness.
“Oh, fuck, baby!” He growls, one of his hands falls to my hip, holding me in place so he can fuck me how he wants. It’s so possessive, I just love whenever he grips me and focuses on his own desires when he’s inside of me.
“Yes! Give it to me, baby!” I try to sound aggressive, but my emotions get the best of me, my voice cracking and trembling as the waves of my orgasm threaten to tear me apart.
“It’s yours, Zeva! Fuck!” he growls, and my muscles tense, his words spurring me on.
“Oh, baby!” I yell, and he pounds my tight pussy, hard and fast, again and again.
Leaning down, I dig my teeth in his neck and he instantly stills inside of me, again pushed to his limit. I can feel him panting against my neck as I too struggle to catch my breath. This is the most intense and aggressive we’ve ever been. It’s beyond erotic, but of course he makes it sensual as well.
Gripping his neck, I lift myself, sliding off of his length, coated in my cream, and then slowly lower myself, sliding into him. He doesn’t move, his face buried in my neck, his breathing still fast and out of control. I know he’s not ready to start back up, but now I’m being selfish, my body hungry for him.
Lifting his head, Alex looks down at me as his hips finally begin rocking, and not a second too soon. The vibrations are already on edge, I know it won’t take long for me, and from the look on his face, I think he’s fighting his own climax.
His jaw is so defined, as he clenches his teeth, glaring at me as I run my nails across his chest, watching his eyes cloud over before his eyelids slowly close, his pace increasing. My moans are loud and long as he slams into me, grunting so aggressively I feel myself losing control.
“Baby! Oh, Alex, baby!” I cry, the waves racking through me. “It’s so… fucking… good…” I cry out as he keeps on ramming me with his cock, his thick shaft completely destroying me. After he’s done with me, I doubt anyone will call my pussy tight ever again. “So fucking good!” I repeat, my brain not bothering to filter out the words coming out of my mouth.
Before I know it, I’m moaning, my throat already complaining from the effort. I don’t care, though: I moan through it, the sound of my own voice bouncing against the walls of the room as my pussy contracts, releasing all of the tension that filled it. I let out a cry as I come hard, my body responding with a jerking motion: with flailing limbs, my whole body starts to twitch. I try and catch my breath as waves of pleasure crash against me, but it’s not an easy task. Desire forces me to breath fast, no time for relaxation of any kind. I’m all action right now.
"More," I manage to whisper, raking my fingers through Alex's hair. "More."
“Oh, fuck! Baby, you're so fucking,” he growls, his hips rocking into me as he lifts and falls into my sex.
“Don’t stop! Oh, baby!” I moan, wrapping my arms and legs tightly around him, pulling into me with every thrust.
“Yeah, baby! Ungh!” he growls, his face now in my neck.
It doesn't take long for me to feel my body teetering on the edge of another orgasm. I shut my eyes and breathe quickly, allowing white-hot sparks of desire to dance behind my eyelids and down my spine.
Tugging at my earlobe, I lose it, screaming his name as I fall into a climactic ecstasy, my body recklessly surging toward him, my greedy pussy begging for more pounding. To my surprise, Alex doesn’t stop, or even slow. Instead, his body rages faster and stronger as my weak limbs struggle to hold onto his flexed muscles.
“Oh, fuck! Zeva! Baby!” He growls, and I tug at his ear, the sound that falls from his lips makes my sex clench as the aftershocks of my orgasm rock through me.
“Give it to me, baby! I want to feel you!” I yell, tugging at his hair.
“Zeva! Baby! Fuck! It’s yours!” He growls, his hands holding my hips so I can’t even move to meet him as he plunges into me.
“Yes! Baby! Ahh, Alex,” I’m moaning now, my lips on his neck as I rub my nose against his skin.
“Fuck! Fuck! I can’t…” He fades out, his voice turning to a growl as he punishes my pussy with reckless thrusts.
I can hardly believe it's possible, but my pussy clenches again. I’m moaning hard, and I’m doing it with Alex's cock inside of me, the sound of these moans nestled in my throat and vibrating through his thickness.
I feel that old familiar voltage creeping in, seeping through my muscles and inundating my mind with pleasure. This time, I fight against the urge to scream, my hands grabbing at the bed sheets until they are balled into my fists.
I’m burning up, my whole body buzzing with delight as I come again. I know every woman on Earth would lie, steal and kill to be right where I am now, and I ride the waves of pleasure, keeping my eyes shut tight until I can re-open them.
After a few more harsh pumps, his pace slows and I feel his cock twitch and spasm, knowing he’s finally let loose, but he doesn’t stop. Rocking into me slowly, he roars so loudly it shocks me, as he releases inside of me. I’ve never felt him this intense, or heard him make such noises. It’s beyond sexy and satisfying, and then he finally slows to a still.
Wrapping my limbs tightly, around him, I rub my hand over his back as he holds me tightly, his face still pressed tightly against my neck. We’re both panting and drenched in sweat, our bodies folding together like they were made for each other.
Then a devious grin forms on his lips as he slides his cock out of me, and then moves his mouth down my body until he reaches my pussy. Then I feel the tip of his tongue running across the crevice between my thighs. He places both hands on my ass and leans into me, placing his mouth right on my pussy and licking it, our cum mingling and coating his tongue. Unable to control myself, I thrust my pussy at his mouth, feeling his mouth pressing against it even harder. In a fraction of a second, he starts sucking almost as if he is possessed, the sound he makes when the edge of my pussy slides inside his lips almost enough to make me come all over again.
"Fuck, you taste good," he growls.
And I correct him. "We taste good," I purr.
When he’s finally done, he opens his eyes and looks at me. Breathing in deeply, he brings his mouth back up to mine and leans in and presses his lips to mine, kissing me softly.
“Fuck, that was amazing,” he whispers, gently pulling back from me and sitting up on the hotel bed. I nod, sitting up next to him as his seed runs out from my pussy. I feel it cascading down my legs in warm, sticky rivulets.
I want him to remember this night forever.
I get up, my skin prickling as all that semen drips down to between my thighs. I lean into Alex, kissing him on the lips. I love how he doesn't flinch at his own taste, and he simply embraces it.
Damn, it seems like all this started an eternity ago. I was an eager virgin, wanting to experience his manhood, nothing more than that. Now look at us… we’ve grown together and shed all layers of insecurity that held us back. We are four—with Wade and Jason, but right here … right now, in this hotel room, Alex and I are simply one.
I can’t help but smile as my eyes wander over his naked body, knowing that his handsome, rugged body is mine.
I run two fingers over my pussy, scooping up a few strands of his warm cum, and take them up to my mouth. Always looking into his eyes, I slide the two cum-coated fingers inside my mouth and lick them dry, popping them out of my mouth with a wet sound.
I go back down to my pussy, using the same two fingers to scoop some more cum, but this time I bring them up to his face. I brush them over his lips and he grins at me, knowing what’s on my mind. The moment he parts his lips, I push my fingers inside his mouth and a shiver goes up my spine as I feel him sucking on them, taking his own cum into his mouth.
“You're just full of surprises, aren't you,” he says, that deep, gravelly voice making me shiver all over again.
“You have no idea,” I tell him, and I mean it.